:once Upon a Time:

Once upon a time, my life was a fairytale. I didn’t see anything wrong with it. Then I opened my eyes. And saw all the previously hidden ****. Once upon a time, a was a happy, young child. I was innocent, and gullible as well. Then I grew two feet, two years. I realized I was living in hell. Once upon a time, I lived where Barbies where the “thing.” I loved them and Bratz dollz and even more. Now I live where people call others, People on the internet they don’t even know, whores. Once upon a time, I lived in a happy place. Everyone was friends, we all got along. Now I notice, that it was an act. That I was totally wrong. Once upon a time, In a land far far away, I was happy, I was free. I was a great friend. Not any more I say, Whatever is good or bad, eventually comes to an end. But that was all, once upon a time. What about now? Do I need to rhyme, Or do I need to shout? Yes, that was all, once upon a time. Where I was pure, and loved. Now it’s all mimed. I’m a dirty, and shoved. Of course, that was all, once upon a time. It couldn’t be now. NO, it had to be hell. We will be judged, all in due time, Right now I just want to yell. Because. Once upon a time, I got myself dressed. In my girly pretty clothes, that I showed off. My hair shiny, my skin soft. Now, that I’m older, I’m so depressed. And in that time, where I got dressed, I was giggling, and blessed/ But now that I’m older. I am stressed. And even though I’m stressed, I’ve gotten bolder. Oh, once upon a time, you were like that too. Had an identical life, everyone loved you. Let me tell you something my friend. All what’s good, must come to an end.